Long Perambulate Poems

Lucubrations fuels ebullience

Unsolicited, revered, and praised
potential literary fete,
(yes a bit hyperbolic),
sans mine posted poems that perambulate
such feedback, whither donning trumped
("FAKE") facade, Oriel sincere

twittering, nonetheless tis great
for an ego striving to maintain
hum bull modesty, yet I...

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Unsolicited, revered, and praised
potential literary fete,
(yes a bit hyperbolic),
sans mine posted poems that perambulate
such feedback, whither donning trumped
("FAKE") facade, Oriel sincere

twittering, nonetheless tis great
for an ego striving to maintain
hum bull modesty, yet I hate
to be...

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 O! my man Oh! Man he’s got bottom feet;
My man ma’man got them bottom feet;
And My O My he’s so ever sweet;
Ma Man he’s got bottom feet;

Gen Z favors brands like, Brand 
Men's Ted...

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AFRICAN KID's, KING OF THE STREETS.
 
From the ignition of time
Where spirit of wine loves every
Mind,
I stroll down this town backing my
Brilliant child
Traditional symbol of dark's motherly
Pride,
Africa the diagram in my eye
At age nine I...

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Asleep while awake
Walking among the living
Trying hard to break
The monotony and gluttony misgiving

Lends to the sultry atmosphere
Saturated with dope
As departed souls in the troposphere
Perambulate on cumulus clouds grope

For eternity in serenity
Ensconced in minds so busy
They...

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FOREST  OF  KNOWLEDGE.
Wisdom  is  this  brown  pin,
Found  on  the  gigantic
Almond  tree
Close  to  Egypt.
A   big  relive  to  find ...

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The first automobile I ever had,
I bought when I was a sixteen year old lad.
Since it was numerous times pre-owned,
Its gears and innards groaned and moaned!

It was a nineteen-thirty-seven Ford Deluxe,
And as I recall it...

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Through corresponding Orphan Gates,
Taken out One by One.
Adorned with a Tiara,
Sisters apart, for years.

The first carried out,
Feet unable to perambulate.
First princess over the threshold —
Flies feet first into the carriage.
On each side, adoptive parents.

The second...

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Crossroads prod roads that download and upload quads of queries
Lumped and dumped on our battered bodies by blister berries
Spiced with slices of suppression and subjugation
That in the end neither mend nor amend our conjugation.

Crossroads prod...

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The sound of Jazz fills the night
People perambulate under City-lights
Looking for luck where they might
The young hunters keep out of sight
Those whom never back from a fight
Whose knuckles have been worn white

Tonight she's the one...

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Is Donald Trump not essentially American, 
An exemplary icon of quintessential America? 
A normal man to the loud, confident American, 
The pride of the burly, bullish pedestrian?  
 
Freedom of speech is understood by...

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The Perambulate 
David J Walker

(Bach Cello Suite N1 in G Mischa Maisky)


What part of me 
Was lost 
or
Never was 

I see  
Refracted 
reflections
In a turbid sky

I feel the
	Dryness 
Of a desert 
Cracked in brown...

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Watch the people walking – 
Check their bodies, not their faces.
You can tell a lot as they
Perambulate their paces.

Strutters filled with confidence
Step lively, arms a’swinging,
Silently announcing 
It’s their “A” game they are bringing.

Trudgers tramp with...

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my words, inspired by my muse, others too.
nature, her biodiversity, vast
to venture out, recording all I view
all joy, my never, ever ending task

creatures, not oft the public chance to view
pseudoscorpions, tiny, pin head small
mostly brownish,...

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People in the history
Make a different story
People in the country
They are called mystery

A gradual change happened
Living beings of not pulsated 
Life is a struggle of extended
Without stick of blind folded

Having captured a snapshot a profile
Perambulate...

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